I couldn’t help the Lenny Bruce reference, but this is not a post about the iconic comic. Rather, I am posting a brief, haiku-ish poem I wrote yesterday about our excursion to ShopRite.
Like masked bandits, we rush in but keep the getaway car ready.
Hank Kalet is a poet and freelance journalist. He is the economic needs reporter for NJ Spotlight, teaches journalism at Rutgers University and writing at Middlesex County College and Brookdale Community College. He writes a semi-monthly column for the Progressive Populist. He is a lifelong fan of the New York Mets and New York Knicks, drinks too much coffee and attends as many Bruce Springsteen concerts as his meager finances will allow. He lives in South Brunswick with his wife Annie.
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